[Intro] [Verse] I saw you kicking over cans in the parking lot Safety pins holding up the soul you got Scuffed up boots and a smeared-eye stare With a "don't touch" vibe and messy colored hair You’re the beautiful disaster I’ve been looking for The kind of chaotic I can’t ignore [Pre-Chorus] We don't need a map, we don't need a plan Just a gas tank full and your hand in my hand A little bit of weird, a whole lot of loud Finding our own way through the hollow crowd [Chorus] My raw, lovely punk girl, be my everything Let’s hear the feedback and the rafters ring Front row center, catching bruises at the show Anywhere the engine starts is where we’re gonna go Two of a kind, losing our minds in the best way Side by side till our red hair turns to gray Punk mates till we die, yeah, we’re locked in tight Adventures in the van through the middle of the night [Verse] You think what I think, you say what I say Distortion in our heads in the light of day No filters, no fakes, just the grit and the grime Making every second feel like borrowed time Eating cold pizza on a curb at dawn Wondering where the rest of the world has gone [Pre-Chorus] We don't need a map, we don't need a plan Just a gas tank full and your hand in my hand A little bit of weird, a whole lot of loud Finding our own way through the hollow crowd [Chorus] My raw, lovely punk girl, be my everything Let’s hear the feedback and the rafters ring Front row center, catching bruises at the show Anywhere the engine starts is where we’re gonna go Two of a kind, losing our minds in the best way Side by side till our blue hair turns to gray Punk mates till we die, yeah, we’re locked in tight Adventures in the van through the middle of the night [Bridge] They say we’ll grow out of it, they say we’ll settle down But we’ll be the loudest ghosts in this sleepy town Wrinkles on our faces, studs on our vests Telling all the neighbors we’re the golden mess Forever means forever when you’re out of your head Living every moment like the mainstream’s dead [Guitar Solo] [Chorus]My raw, lovely punk girl, be my everything Let’s hear the feedback and the rafters ring Front row center, catching bruises at the show Anywhere the engine starts is where we’re gonna go Two of a kind, losing our minds in the best way Side by side till our green hair turns to gray Punk mates till we die, yeah, we’re locked in tight Adventures in the van through the middle of the nightPunk mates till we die Yeah, you and I Just stay weird with me Till we’re eighty-three Punk mates till we die Punk mates till we die Everything.